Carla Gugino presents panting patrons with a pair of primo poppers

I got to watch MR. POPPER'S PENGUINS a few months ago at an advanced screening, right around the time that the Charlie Sheen tiger's blood "winning!" crap was debuting. It gave the tame family movie a moment with some unintentional laughter, giving the adults in the audience the only respite from the middling fare other than the babeliciousness that is Carla Gugino. It still bums be out that this sensational woman has to play mom roles when she's so great at the sexy siren stuff. Work's work and I get that. I'm just saying that filmmakers need to devise more opportunities for topless lesbian roles, ya dig?